Chapter 64
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: Back Again... Here?
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Back again... here?
When I opened my eyes, I was in the Magical Capital Hospital.
I'd heard I'd been unconscious the whole time, but apparently all my treatment was done. Every wound had vanished completely.
It was miraculous. Honestly, I'd been convinced I was dead, but they'd brought me back from that.
The Capital Hospital really lived up to its Magical name.
Magical in the truest sense—like actual magic.
I never imagined my wounds would heal this cleanly.
While Magical gets slapped onto everything without much reason, the Capital Hospital's version actually deserved the title.
Still, just in case, they wanted me to stick around a few more days for a full checkup. That gave me some downtime to sort out my questions into two main categories.
First: Who knew my secrets?
Whether intentionally or not, the Magical Girls didn't know I could use magic.
I didn't know if the futanari hadn't confessed or if their confessions weren't credible enough to believe, but the result was the same—no one knew.
Yet the Monster had clearly said it.
"You only need to block the swings for real."
In other words, someone had leaked my info to it.
The more I chewed on it, the stranger it got. Someone who knew the workings of my magic—something no one else did—and could even connect with a rare talking Monster.
So I wondered.
Who the hell was that bastard?
And the second mystery was just as baffling.
Second: Who the hell had possessed me?
The Monster had used a curse to possess Whitey with some unknown entity.
And that possessor gave off an intensely repulsive sense of déjà vu, just from its voice.
But who could it be?
Someone from another world?
The asshole customer who harassed me at my part-time job?
The brigade leader and officers who bitched at me when I was A-rank?
Honestly, no clue. Not the slightest guess. I'd lived a decent life, but I'd crossed paths with so much trash I couldn't narrow it down.
The questions lingered unresolved.
Sorting them only tangled them more.
I had no idea where to even start.
"Kim Siyul? You there?"
A voice pulled me from my thoughts.
I turned to see a Magical Girl.
"Yes. What is it?"
"Time to head back to the Magical Unit. Change and let's go."
My stay at the Magical Capital Hospital was finally over.
Good timing.
Honestly, just lying around had been boring as hell.
I wondered how the others had been holding up without me. Hopefully not too well.
But thinking it over, something felt off.
"Hold on."
"What?"
I tilted my head, meeting her puzzled gaze.
"I can just leave like this?"
There had to be some procedures, right?
And they were just letting me walk out?
"Oh, worried about the Magical discharge paperwork?"
"Yeah."
Even if I'd phrased it poorly, she got it right away. Lucky.
"I handled it for you."
"......"
Though her handling of it was pretty shitty.
"What's wrong? Don't worry, I'm a total pro at Magical discharges."
"......Ah, okay."
I considered arguing but let it slide.
Anyone dumb enough to say that out loud was true trash-tier. Talking to trash would just piss me off more.
No—correction.
I shouldn't even think about conversing with trash.
Just entertaining the idea was a mistake.
"Anyway, I'll change and head out."
"Sure. Come back anytime."
She left after that.
I changed and stepped out of the room, seriously questioning if hospitals should really be telling patients to return.
Then I paused.
"Hm?"
A familiar figure caught my eye in a passing room.
It was the White Magical Girl.
Dressed in civilian clothes, she wore an uncharacteristically wistful smile as she spoke to a man lying in the bed.
"Dojun, have you been well?"
To a man with a ventilator, eyes peacefully closed.
Was it the serene expression?
Or some other special reason?
He looked like he was just sleeping soundly—no issues at all. Healthy enough to jump up right then.
That's when the White Magical Girl spoke again.
"Sis is here."
Sis... so an older-younger couple?
Not a bad picture.
Ignoring how young she looked and their similar vibes, they were a perfect match—handsome guy, beautiful girl.
Then a familiar voice piped up.
"Today, Magical Girl White Phoenix graces us with another visit."
It was that trash-tier girl from earlier.
She watched the scene with intrigued eyes—though it felt more sticky and gross than curious.
"Who's that guy?"
"That's Jin Dojun, White Phoenix's little brother."
"Ah."
Brother, huh.
Almost turned a decent person into an incest freak.
No wonder they looked alike. Siblings would, even if they denied it.
Meanwhile, without me even asking, the trash lit up and started babbling everything she knew.
"Dojun got hurt during the Monster invasion and has been in a Magical coma ever since. White Phoenix visits once a week."
I unintentionally learned all sorts of things about the White Magical Girl.
She had family injured in the Monster invasion.
And that family was still comatose.
Now I understood why she'd glared at me during our first counseling session.
Her family got dragged off and turned into a vegetable, while some guy who ran away was fine? Even if you wanted to be nice, you couldn't.
I hadn't deserted, of course, but I could at least sympathize a bit.
Impressive she hadn't lost it completely.
If it were me, I'd have killed the guy.
Anyway, it didn't matter now. She didn't seem to hate me anymore.
But why was this trash hanging around?
Shouldn't she be working?
Then she muttered with a creepy smile.
"Dojun looks so handsome today too."
She wasn't working—just ogling patients. Peak trash.
She noticed me then and her eyes lit up.
"Our Dojun's hot, right? Right?"
I silently eyed the guy on the bed.
As a fellow man, I didn't want to admit it.
I had pride.
But fuck, he was gorgeous.
If I'd looked like that, I wouldn't have gotten mobbed with confessions or slashed up in another world for being ugly.
Why'd heaven half-ass me and handcraft that guy?
Jealous.
Truly.
Irritated, I grumbled back curtly.
"Yeah, he's definitely handsome."
"Right? Dojun's the best."
Clueless as ever, she just giggled no matter what I said.
Her reaction annoyed me, so I flashed her a bright smile.
"But I'm hotter, right?"
"Dude, you're insane."
"......Sorry."
I apologized immediately, not even breaking even.
That... that... that fucking bitch.
She even pulled out her magic wand.
Same shit in another world or here—never treated like a person.
That's when the White Magical Girl's voice rang out.
"Dojun, wake up already."
She gripped her brother's hand, forcing a smile before burying her face in the bed.
"We have to go say hi to Mom and Dad."
Whispering those damp words.
Sticking around felt rude, so I quietly headed off. Plus, the aftermath if caught would suck.
But just before turning away, a weird feeling hit me from that quick glance at the man.
He looked perfectly fine—objectively no issues—but something was off.
I didn't know why. Just...
Not reason, but instinct.
Not knowledge or judgment, but gut feeling.
A sudden wave of disgust and revulsion.
As I entered the base and neared the barracks, my mood soured hard.
I'd felt nothing on the way, but the moment I arrived, irritation exploded.
By the time I reached the building, I wanted to bolt.
Couldn't get attached, after all.
Military or Magical Girls—it was all the same crap.
Should've deserted on the way here. Could've played it off as getting lost.
No choice now. Half-resigned, I trudged forward.
Whatever—just survive the day. With that thought, I reached for the barracks doorknob.
And yanked my hand back fast.
"Hngh...! Ahhn...!"
A moan came from the other side.
"What the fuck."
Something weird happened while I was gone.
What the hell was this?
A sound I shouldn't be hearing.
Two possibilities popped up.
Had Sora, who talked like a lesbian, finally awakened as a real one? Or was she so unsatisfied with home that she was masturbating here?
"Soraaa! Ah! Yes! There! G-good!"
First off, hearing Sora's name ruled out the latter. So the former, then.
But who was the partner?
That's when a sharp curse sliced through.
"Th-that fucking bitch is at it again! For real!"
The voice belonged to Sora herself.
"Quit making me crave Magical smokes, damn it!"
Right as she kicked the door.